Why is it that whenever I think of descriptions, I always come back to Monty Python's Dead Parrot skit? (Norwegian blue - lovely plumage!).
"Bir" is Turkish for "one." How's that? A language that's first number sounds the same as something you'd pull from the fridge at the end of a hard day. Little critter is cute. And it's ours. And *I* didn't have to give birth this time :)
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